my kids

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  • dirtysouth
  • is enjoying life and gets his insperation from his kids and his loving wife

my kids

my kids are funny and sweet im so glade that
there daddy weeps as i wipe the tears from
my eyes my kids are a blessing in disguise
my kids are angels sent from heaven to
brightin my most darkest days my wife
smiles as they run about our love for
them is strong that i know we belong
i love my kids and my wife with all
my heart and soul that i think God
for sending me my kids
dedicated to my kids and wife
kayla,trinity,talon jr,ella and leena collins

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

dirtysouth’s Poems (38)

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wind 0
sorrow and pain 0
hatred 1
my homegirl 0
passion of fire 0
taste of your body 1
romance of love 0
Trying to fine your love 0
when we first met 0
longing for your touch 0
my family 0
broken heart 0
strong love -1
lust 2
Angel 0
The Love We Share 0
Freinds 0
The Way You Are 0
The Love of my Life 0
Lonely 0
Our Passion on Fire 0
Walls of Pain 0
Incarcerated 0
Love 0
Pain 0
Timing is Ticking Away 0
Depression of Love 1
fantasy 0
cold heart 1
lost love 0
romance 0
lost and confused 0
what women want 1
my kids 0
finding the one u love 1
desire to love 1
love and pain 0
moonlight love 1